The Creative Reader: An Anthology of Fiction, Drama, Poetry |
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Strana 64
With all those who need a light for the night . ” " I want to go home and into bed . ” " We are of two different kinds , " the older waiter said . He was now dressed to go home . " It is not only a question of youth and confidence ...
With all those who need a light for the night . ” " I want to go home and into bed . ” " We are of two different kinds , " the older waiter said . He was now dressed to go home . " It is not only a question of youth and confidence ...
Strana 78
He opened his eyes in the darkness and saw above him a gleam of light , but how distant , how inaccessible ! He was still sinking , for the light became fainter and fainter until it was a mere glimmer .
He opened his eyes in the darkness and saw above him a gleam of light , but how distant , how inaccessible ! He was still sinking , for the light became fainter and fainter until it was a mere glimmer .
Strana 217
In the wan light , the faces of the men must have been grey . ... and they knew it was broad day because the colour of the sea changed from slate to emerald - green , streaked with amber lights , and the foam was like tumbling snow .
In the wan light , the faces of the men must have been grey . ... and they knew it was broad day because the colour of the sea changed from slate to emerald - green , streaked with amber lights , and the foam was like tumbling snow .
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